Gabriel frowned at his mother. He suspected that she might not approve of Becca but talking about Victoria in such a way and making Becca feel like a rebound or a cheap replacement was a low blow he didn't expect.
He wished that there is a way for him to open up his heart and to show his parents that his feelings for Becca are real, but then… even if he could do that, he does not think that they would care about the truth. For them, it was always about reputation and image, and… no one ever cared about his happiness. No one, other than Becca. And that makes her so special.
Gabriel thought of just leaving the party right there. He didn't want to risk Becca being insulted more than she already is. What if Becca leaves him? He would never forgive himself.
Before he could move, Gabriel felt that Becca gave his hand a squeeze and he met her eyes full of warmth. She was calm and composed, and it took only a second for Gabriel to calm down as well.